'An infinitely slow tear'
an infinitely slow tear, [Falling for an eternity] rolling down the cheeks of grace, [Staining the face of an angel]
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Heart In Chains
>once my heart was on my sleeve, >free to give and take, >so I locked it up, >and lost my key.
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The Certainty Principle
A world of possibilities, a universe of chance, Nothing anywhere until you look at it, Measure it, fix it, glue it to the warping rubber sheet. Together we build the world around us,
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Good News from shoebox
Announcing new football book!!!
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The Day of the Rat
Chinese New Year? No. But it was still a busy day on the estate.
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Lunch in the Ruins
Five minutes on a summers day in the ruins at Bury St Edmunds
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All This
I’d plucked the biggest carrot either of us had ever seen, was skipping with it in my hand swinging from its leaves like a child swings a favourite doll, by its hair.
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Oregon Coast Haiku
Bought 4 crab on the bayou from a bearded fisherman: wild light in his eyes Shopping for spices in the dull super-market: on the beach the great red sun sank Pinot Noir in hand
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The way i felt.
last year i went back to school in year 11, after a long period of time when i didn't attend school, i wrote a couple of poems, whilst in an english lesson. the madness began to sway inside my mind.
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Leaving Nothing Behind
I’m like a used cleaning rag beaten Down and torn, my heat harden from the storm, Like a beggar hungry and cold,
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